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Cunnin Lynguists feat. Masta Ace – Seasons

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Cunnin Lynguists feat. Masta Ace - Seasons Dunno if there right lyrics comment me if there wrong in some places. =] [Intro] One two It's Masta Ace, Cunninlyguists We about to get into the seasons The seasons of hip hop How we gonna start it? [Masta Ace] As we spring back to the past, it was all happening fast We glorified coke and smoking crack in a glass When b-boys danced to the latest jam You could say this man was the greatest fan When shoelaces were fat, and all the rapper's faces were black And light-brown, a box with the right sound was all you needed When it blast...they must move You just proved you're hard like L in Krush Groove And songs started to drop - Ain't nobody start at the top Before Preme (DJ Premier) learned the art of the chop This is way before sp's...and mpc's And long before cd's and mp3's The game started to bloom and blossom And masters ready for the cermony, like a groom in costume Growth from the rain of the previous years I took notes from what I heard through these devious ears Yeah [Deacon the Villian] As Summer's heatwaves ascended in it's splendid manner Green was flooding our scene, although the skin was tanner "Fuck The Police!!" jumpin over radio scanners It was hot in the shade, wet paint all over the canvans Fuck Vanilla Ice cones, we had T, Cube's Amerikka's Most And wanted that Chronic on the Left-Coast Talent pools were full and fresh for swimming Backstrokin' through Dark Sides and Illmatic beginnings Them lemonade stands would ...

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